In her previous life, Qiu Wenbai wore a plain white dress and leaped from a cliff, falling into a blizzard as her life and cultivation came to an end. The cultivators of the entire cultivation world laughed.
Those people she was said to have loved and cared about were all gathered around someone else. Qiu Wenbai knew that person was the heroine of the book she had transmigrated into.
And she was nothing more than the vicious female side character in a harem novel.
She watched her master, who cultivated the Path of Heartlessness, pull the sword from her heart and coldly utter a few words: "Wicked traitor. Face your punishment."
The senior brother who had grown up with her hurriedly dug out her core to save the heroine.
The young master of the Sword Manor, whose life she had once saved and who had professed love and trust amid a rain of swords, merely furrowed his brow and said with disgust, "You brought this on yourself."
The half-demon youth she had rescued from the Demon Abyss lazily shifted his gaze and looked at the other woman with ambition.
The shadow guard who had once vowed to become her personal shadow and protect her for all eternity had long since abandoned her. He would go on to become someone else's shadow.
Abandoned by everyone.
Qiu Wenbai smiled, too.
A happy smile.
Who needs romance? It breaks your heart and wears you out, and it slows down your swordsmanship.
As a peerless genius, did she have to choose between looking cool on her flying sword and enjoying alchemy?
The idiotic plot of the vicious side character was finally over. Goodbye, everyone!
After using the System to recreate her body and fake her death, Qiu Wenbai only wanted to be a happy slacker. She joined a small sect and settled down to cultivate in peace.
But instead of buzzing around the heroine like a swarm of flies, her trash exes searched the whole world for her and even mistook her for her own replacement.
Her master, who had kicked her out without a second thought, looked at her with bloodshot eyes, nearly on the verge of demonic cultivation, and murmured in a daze, "Good disciple, will you give your master just one more chance?"
The senior brother, who had dug out her core without hesitation, knelt before her and wept. "I wronged you before. Would my life be enough to repay you?"
The young master of the Sword Pavilion, who had once treated her coldly: "I got the truth wrong. You can kill me or beat me as you please. I only ask that you forgive me."
The young demon who had become the Demon Lord smiled sweetly at her. "Big Sister, I just want to stay by your side for my whole life."
The shadow guard who had abandoned her when he fell on hard times leaned against the wall, sword in hand. "I alone can keep you safe."
They were always gazing at her in a daze, too. "Has anyone ever told you... you look a lot like someone?"
Qiu Wenbai felt thoroughly uncomfortable. "...Is something wrong with all of you?"
If I don't look like a person, do I look like a dog?
I may not look like a dog, but you guys really are dogs. This is ridiculous.
Theme: The exes grovel for forgiveness
